The singularity of One Love . . .
It's Tew's day and cloud cover is coming to Green Country here in OkieLand . . .
The mailbox is full of birthday noteables . . .
Playwright Christopher Marlowe was born on this date in 1564 Canterbury, England.
The actor Ronald Reagan, and, Oh yea the 40th president of the United States, was born today in 1911 Tampico, Illinois.
Speaking of movies: Film director François Truffaut was born on this day in 1932 Paris.
The television anchorman and author Tom Brokaw is celebrating his 84th birthday, born today in 1940 Webster, South Dakota.
Elizabeth II ascended the throne of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland today in 1952, following the death of her father, King George VI.
There is one once and
only singularity
Haiku stands alone
And last, if not first: Bob Marley was born 79 years ago in 1945 Nine Miles, St. Ann, Jamaica. He changed the world for many of us by reminding that there is only One Love.
An Rx of self-help honey . . .
The Moon Day in TulseyTown is a clear, sunny day headed for a new Moon four nights ahead . . .
Glad you’re here! Otherwise, I’d just be writing this blog for myself.
Today is the birthdate of William S. Burroughs. Among the founding members of the “beat generation, the author was born on this date in 1914 St. Louis, Missouri
Do we really need the world to be anything other than what it is? No.
Do we really need the world to be anything other than what it is? Yes.
Holding polarities is the consequence of true equanimity.
If you cringe at your former self, that’s good—it means you’ve grown. Never stop cringing. And, keep in mind, it’s impossible to be a life-changing presence to some without also being a complete joke to others. – Mark Mason
The only way to navigate The Way successfully is by embracing one's vulnerability. Vulnerability is the underlying, ever present and abiding undercurrent of our natural state. – David Whyte, On Being conversation with Krista Tippett posed by Maria Popova online at The Marginalian.
Suffering is an immediate consequence in the moment when we forget our belonging to one another...the realness of our connectedness. And that includes our belonging to our own being, to our own body, to the earth body. – Tara Brach, in Radical Acceptance, Bantam; Reprint edition, 2004.
Paint with your ears . . .
It's a soggy Satyr's Day in OkieLand.
The mailbox opens with a celebration of Gertrude Stein. The novelist and poet was born 150 years ago today in 1874 Allegheny, Pennsylvania. Her avant guarde sencretic perspective still resonates with a demanded, conscious, ongoing break with the past, embracing the ever-present.
‘Belief without knowledge’ is easily adopted by mass audiences, most of whom have little critical thinking skills. This fact has been with us now for some 2300 years.
“Peak Anthropocene,” Gongsheng, and the philosophic and political recognition of the interconnectedness of the animate everything including Ivan Illich.
Eden is not humanity’s future, but its deep, organic, mythic past. – Jennifer Banks
Waves in The Way of the oceans of the world never repeat themselves. Unlike those waves, movements that overthrow repressive regimes have not always replaced them with something better. In fact, unless a restorative consciousness is engaged, revolutions run the risk of merely turning the tables, replacing one set of broken relationships with yet more domination, perhaps a slightly less oppressive form of domination, but domination, nonetheless. It doesn't have to be that way. – Gareth Higgins, writing for The Center for Action and Meditation.
A writer should write with his eyes and a painter paint with his ears. – Gertrude Stein